My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 85 - 78: Full-level Acting Method! Void Combination Technique! (Subscribe for the 6500th large Chapter!)_2

Chapter 85: Chapter 78: Full-level Acting Method! Void Combination Technique! (Subscribe for the 6500th large Chapter!)_2

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Thousands of spider threads shot out like arrows from a marksman, carrying an unparalleled force. Before the Mantis Grafting Demon could react, they pierced through its body, and it was flung backward, pinned dead onto a tree trunk.

This time, its brain has been thoroughly punctured and turned into mash. Dead for good!

After all, Limb Demons are only good at patching their mutilated bodies with the flesh and blood of other creatures, their vitality is somewhat stronger, they are not invulnerable as cockroaches!

"Mantis?!"

The three remaining Limb Demons who were still watching the scene were terrified at the sight. They didn’t expect there to be someone ambushing from the shadows.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

But before they could react, the spider threads swept out again like a giant wave. While they had been on guard and successfully evaded, the small trees where they originally stood were cut down cleanly, crashed and raised a cloud of dust.

"What terrifying spider threads..." The Crab Claw Demon warned with lingering fear: "Gorilla, quickly use the Mist Formation to find the guy hiding in the dark!"

As his words dropped, the surrounding mist began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly disappearing.

Two of the Limb Demons were taken aback, you were supposed to find the intruder, not disperse the mist, wasn’t this giving up their advantage?

Couldn’t they trap the intruder with the mist?

"It’s not me, I haven’t used it yet..." Elephant-Footed Demons almost thought he had made a mistake in operating, but quickly realized: "It’s not good. Someone is destroying the Mist Formation’s ritual artifact..."

"Ritual artifact? Do you mean this?"

Accompanied by a man’s voice, an object fell from the sky and landed at the feet of the Limb Demons, scaring them into fleeing in different directions. They were also quickly searching for the source of the sound in the meantime.

"In the tree on the west side!" Crab Claw Demon, whose eyes offered a broad view, quickly found the intruder’s location. The rest of the Limb Demons followed the direction and saw a gradually clearer figure on the tree as the mist faded.

Garbed in black clothes, Gary Smith stood on a tree branch, his right arm extended with a Fog Crow perched atop, looking down with its purple eyes at the three demons on the ground below. Its gaze was indifferent, as if looking at a bunch of dead creatures.

Meanwhile, Mousie, having seized the moment the Limb Demons were startled, determinedly brought the Black Scale Model 3 Motorcycle into the shadows and appeared under the tree where Gary Smith was.

It no longer held its previous arrogance, but waved its little claws, complaining pitifully: "Fixman, you finally came. If you had been any later, Mousie would have been badly bullied by them!"

"..."

You were clearly the one bullying them just now, and that Mantis Grafting Demon even had a big hole in its head...

A twitch appeared on the corner of Gary’s mouth, seeing that Mousie was twisting the truth but chose not to expose it.

It was merely because his scout, the Fog Crow, had found the high concentration of fog in the area to be unusual and had discovered the Wings of Flesh Demon Thieves attacking the BeastMaster upon investigation. But it was a pity that he had arrived too late; the slaughter was nearly over, and the Mantis Grafting Demon was dragging away the last survivor.

In any case, he had to clear these Limb Demons out of the way whether he was going to rescue the BeastMaster or head to the Wild Ant Tomb Secret Realm. Taking a detour would result in several hours wasted.

The sacrificial artifact, shown by the Eye of Truth, overlays half the forest with fog. It was made through a special blood sacrifice ceremony and required the blood and flesh of life as a price for creating special abilities.

The artifact at hand, whose power was equivalent to that of a low-grade treasure or a high-level Silver Peak BeastMaster’s spiritual power, would potentially trap Gary in a thick mist cage if he brashly entered it. It could let the Limb Demons escape at any careless moment.

Therefore, Gary sent Mousie to draw fire while he went to find the mist formation cloaking the forest and check for the presence of other members of the Wings of Flesh.

But to his surprise...

Mousie had outdone itself. It severely injured an elite high-level Limb Demon, which then lost its sanity and was easily killed by Little Spider!

Looking at Mousie wearing Little Spider’s specially made armor, Gary was amazed.

He had equipped Mousie with the Lu Bu armor set because Little Spider was worried about Mousie getting hurt. But he had never expected that Mousie would ride a motorcycle as if it were a warhorse.

Malcolm Topper, the God of War, was born,

Cosplay is at the max level!

Black Scale Model 3 Motorcycle was immediately renamed Red Rabbit.

If he didn’t know that Mousie was naturally timid and that it was only an accident earlier, Gary would have thought this creature had been pretending to be naive all the time.

With varied thoughts flooding his mind in an instant, Gary finally praised:

"You did well!"

"Hehe!" Mousie smiled, extended a hand and counted four fingers, saying, "It’s not too much to ask for four packs of Potato Chips for killing these Limb Demons?"

That’s not too much.

This way of calculation is not only money-saving but also massively insulting!

Hearing themselves being valued as potato chips, the Limb Demons were furious, their faces distorted with rage. They realized that the sudden arrival of the strange hamster driving the motorcycle was not an accident, but a premeditated plot by the man before them.

The strange hamster was used as bait to attract their attention while he sabotaged the mist formation.